Slashy Nominations 65: Make Me Immortal with a Kiss

[thefourthvine]

(Note on the title: I flirted briefly with "kiss me and be quiet" as a title for this post, but it just seemed so right to use Marlowe. In fact, I may use Marlowe as often as possible in the near future; he's perfect for the Slashies, and he'll make such a lovely change from Shakespeare and The Bible.)

Today, we'll look at kissing. And not just kissing on the road to something else; this is just kissing, only kissing, nothing but kissing. Sounds dull, you say? Look. Do you remember when kissing was new and strange and weird and yet totally fascinating and you could spend a whole afternoon doing nothing else? Think of these stories as a way of revisiting those long-lost days.

Sometimes a kiss is just a kiss, yes. But sometimes it's a hell of a lot more. Wondering when or how or why? Read on.

Best FF That Explains Sexuality in Terms of Writing Skill. Oh, Wait, That's What Most FF Does, Isn't It?: A Better Writer for It, by Anna-Maria Jennings (sorry, but her front page doesn't work, at least for me, so that's the best link I've got for her - does anyone know if she has a LJ?). Sports Night, Danny Rydell/Casey McCall. I figured I might just as well get the now-obligatory SN story out of the way first. But, actually, this is a fascinating story. For one thing, it's one of the longer pieces I've read built around just a kiss (well, OK, two kisses); it's divided into two parts, so be sure to click 'next' at the bottom of the page. For another, this is unusual for the fandom. In SN canon, it seems to me that Casey and Danny need each other, and need each other equally. Oh, yeah, on a given bad day or during a given bad experience one may need the other a lot more, but overall, it balances. And that, I think, is one of the things that makes their relationship successful (and so, so slashable). So it's sort of unfortunate that in many SN stories the need is all one way - usually, but not always, Danny needing Casey. This fic isn't like that; in fact, I'd argue that the major point of this story is Danny realizing just how mutual their need really is. So, you know, insanely excessive analysis there, but my point is: good story. Read it. And if the analysis didn't convince you, read it because it contains one of my favorite non-humorous lines ever from any fic.

Best FF That Makes Me Say, "Hey, Slashfen, They're Playing Our Song": Undercover, by Halrloprillalar, aka prillalar. Gundam Wing, Duo/Heero. See, now, this is why I loved the Week of Boy Kissage; it gave us lots of stories outside the usual fandoms and outside the usual patterns of FF. Here we have the classic Gay Defense Maneuver, only things don't turn out quite the way they usually do. (May I say here and now that I'd pay good money to see a Hollywood movie turn out this way after two "straight" men pull the Gay Defense?) And, see, this story has everything I'm learning to love about Gundam Wing FF - a repressed, manly (yes, manly, even though he's drawn like a transsexual cat), uberhero Heero who just cries out to be put in uncomfortable, embarrassing, or unmanly situations, and a boundy, gleeful, amusing Duo who apparently lives to do just that. Gundam Wing fic: because we're laughing with Duo. And at Heero.

Best FF That Demonstrates That Chicago Is Where One Goes to Have Dramatic Insights into One's Life. Does This Explain O'Hare? Can Anything Explain O'Hare?: The Outline of a Circle, by pearl_o. Due South, Ray Kowalski/Benton Fraser, Ray Vecchio/Stella Kowalski. This is, again, an unusual story - maybe kissing-only stories just tend to deviate from the norm. (Although in all honesty I must admit that there is another sex act here, but it's, shall we say, solitary. And Fraser treats jerking off more or less like brushing his teeth - something that must be done, and done properly, for reasons of hygiene. But that's no reason to enjoy it or anything.) What's so unusual about this story? Well, Fraser and Ray spend most of the story apart, Fraser in Chicago and Ray in Canada. That's not exactly normal. And we only get to see Fraser's perspective; we have to trust him to know what's going on in the duet, because we never hear from Ray. And you'll have to admit that a quiet Kowalski has the value of scarcity. And then there's the ending. Which you'll just have to read the story to see.

Best FF That Shows Us the Aphrodisiac Nature of Mud and Puddles: September Song, by Natalka. The Dark Is Rising, Will/Bran. (This fic is part of a series; you can find the other stories at the link for the author, above. I couldn't find a better link for her.) I think those of us who have read the stories will all agree that if Will and Bran are going to kiss, this is where they'd have to do it. Everything else important in their shared lives happens here. Take careful note of the time setting here, because when I first read this I thought they were younger than they are. It's actually kind of nice to see Will, who seemed to spend his childhood going for the title "Oldest Person in Any Given Room, and That Includes Rooms in Nursing Homes," acting like a boy here. (I almost wrote "real boy," but it gave me this horrible Will-Pinocchio hybrid image. And no one is to take that as a crossover plot bunny. Eeeww.)

Comments

[minervacat.livejournal.com]

Would you, as someone who has actually spent time in non-air-travel-related parts of Chicago, agree with this?
Oh, absolutely. There's the "Cubs fans are drunk maniacs" insight, and the "There are how many Indian restaurants within a mile of Western and Devon?" insight (answer: more than a dozen), and the "Traffic sucks on the Kennedy no matter what time of day it is, and that includes 4 am on a Tuesday, too" insight, just to name a few. But it really is a great town - I moved here expecting it to be a temporary stop-over in my life journey, and I went and fell in love with the city when I wasn't paying attention. It's really got a great amount of charm, outside of the airports. And the traffic.

Re: SN. I think that a big part of why a lot of fic is older but still relatively unknown is because the archive at Trickster (http://www.trickster.org/sportsnight/), which was the primary comprehensive archive for the fandom, was down for a good number of months last year. A lot of stuff is only there and therefore was unaccessible for months, and a lot of stuff written in the meantime has never made it onto Trickster because it was down, so it's sort of a big jumbly mess of places to find fic with nothing central. And hey, I'm always in favor of new SN fic, so I can't really complain.

[thefourthvine.livejournal.com]

You know what's scary? Your insights actually made me want to visit Chicago, particularly the area around Western and Devon. (But then, I live in Los Angeles, home of the "Lakers fans are maniacs even when not drunk" and "God, the 405 is the work of the devil, because there's no other way it could be gridlocked 24/7" insights, so I'm already emotionally prepared for those aspects of Chicago. But we don't have nearly enough good Indian restaurants. And I'm a woman whose head is easily turned by naan and gobi aloo.)

The tragic part of the Trickster crash, for those of us new to SN, is that some stories seem to have disappeared completely. I see them mentioned on various SN pages, usually with a link to Trickster, but I can't find them anywhere. And then there is wailing and gnashing of teeth, let me tell you.

[minervacat.livejournal.com]

There are many good things to be said for Chicago - the live music scene is amazing, for one - but one of the biggest, for me, is the absolute amazing variety of ethnic food you can get here. There's a stretch of restaurants south of my apartment, where there's a sushi place next to a Caribbean place next to a Mexican place next to an Ethiopian place. It doesn't get better than that. (And now I'm craving Indian food. With none to be had within at least two miles of my office. Damn.)

The tragic part of the Trickster crash, for those of us new to SN, is that some stories seem to have disappeared completely.
Oh, I know. I entered the fandom right after the site went down, and waited paitently for it to come back up so I could read all that stuff and then ... gone. And I bet they were really good stories, too. The transient nature of the internet is damn frustrating sometimes.

[thefourthvine.livejournal.com]

There's a stretch of restaurants south of my apartment, where there's a sushi place next to a Caribbean place next to a Mexican place next to an Ethiopian place.

I? Hate you. That is all.

Well, no, it actually isn't. Because if I didn't hate you for lording your ethnic cuisine superiority over the less fortunate, I would love you for using an Old Kingdom trilogy reference as your name. And I would like you for being new to SN, too, and for commiserating with me on the whole story-deprivation thing. I bet this all averages out to reveal my true feelings about you, but damned if I can work it out.

[minervacat.livejournal.com]

You know what I'd like to see? Old Kingdom fic. It's such a rich world, and I, for one, would be totally fascinated to read about, say, Lirael's adventures that the Disreputable Dog refers to in the epilogue, or anything at all about the Abhorsens before Sabriel's father. Yeah.

[thefourthvine.livejournal.com]

Oh, god, I know. I've been looking for that forever.

I've even considered writing it. Fortunately, the fever passed, but I would love to see Old Kingdom fic - gen, slash, het, whatever. There's so much story there, and Nix doesn't appear to want to write it.

[minervacat.livejournal.com]

AHA! Garth Nix fic (http://www.fanfiction.net/list.php?categoryid=1592) at fanfiction.net. I make no claims about the quality, but there are 188 stories there, so at least one of them has to not suck, right?

[fanofall.livejournal.com]

Have you tried the Internet Archive?

"What is that?" You say? Why, I'll tell you! They go through and archive internet webpages, so you plug your handy-dandy broken link into the Internet Archive (AKA the Wayback Machine, heh) and if it was archived, it brings the page up for you! EVEN IF THE LINK'S NOW BROKEN!

I bring youThe Internet Archive: Wayback Machine! (http://www.archive.org/web/web.php)

[thefourthvine.livejournal.com]

I actually did try that for some of the stories. Problem is, the Wayback didn't archive the story pages as far as I can tell - just the front pages.

Grrr.

[fanofall.livejournal.com]

Okay, I thought that would work. Hmm. Perhaps I will have to think on this some more.

[thefourthvine.livejournal.com]

Well, it was an excellent idea. It just didn't work this time. Although, now I think about it, does Wayback archive Geocities pages? Because with the way Yahoo! is disabling every site that goes inactive for, like two minutes, I get a lot of bad links that way.

Now I wish I'd saved my bad links so I'd have some way to check. But that would be so, so anal retentive. Too much so even for me.

I hope.

[fanofall.livejournal.com]

What would the title of that "favorites" folder be? "Porn I have to put through the Wayback Machine"? ;-)

[thefourthvine.livejournal.com]

Now I may have to make the folder just to use that title. Because, let's face it, we should all put porn through the Wayback Machine. It would suddenly acquire a badly synthesized soundtrack, lots of heavy gold jewelry, big lapels and flared pants, and Star Wars Original Trilogy hair.

Wait. Now I remember why I don't put porn through the Wayback Machine.

(Um...what's going on in that icon? I'm at loss.)

[fanofall.livejournal.com]

It's from the movie Troy, and specifically from the brilliant cleolinda's Troy in Fifteen Minutes, which can be found at her Movies in Fifteen Minutes LiveJournal Community.

Basically, the Trojans lob flaming balls of... well, I really do think it's twine...at the Greeks, and if you snark AT ALL, you're thinking, "BEWARE THE FLAMING BALLS OF TWINE!"